| Sun is up and it’s in your eyes
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| Promise oh
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| You call onto me honey
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| I’d never leave you anyway
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| No, you could blow your doubts and fears
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| Blow. |
| That smoke in my face
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| Yeah, just come on
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| You’re the morning sun, you are my
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| Morning, I never thought you could
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| Or I should come out this way
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| You’re the morning gets you every
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| Shallow thinking, phrase and lie;
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| Roll away the stone, come on out of the grave
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| Shake the light of the refuge it gave
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| Look you know you make me shake
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| Make me shiver on the telephone strange
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| Make me never want to leave you alone, again
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| Sun is up and it’s all you are
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| Promise oh, you call onto me, honey
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| I never let you down again
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| Let the morning light go down with all that
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| Came around to choke our first joy
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| Yeah just come on;
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| Blow that smoke right up my face;
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| You are the morning sun
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| You are my morning hope
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| Call onto me, honey
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| I never leave you anymore;
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| You can blow your doubts and fears brains out
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| Blow that smoke in my face
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| Yeah, just come on;
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| Just want to see what to feel again
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| Just want want to see your face again |